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About Yokohama

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, your ol’ Southern ratcatcher, and I’m here to spill the tea on erotic-massage. Now, I reckon it’s like strippin’ down to your soul—kinda wild, right? How’s that workin’ for ya? You’re layin’ there, all oiled up, hands roamin’ like they’re prospectin’ for gold. Reminds me of *There Will Be Blood*—that gritty, raw vibe. “I drink your milkshake!”—ha, that’s what them hands feel like, suckin’ the stress right outta ya!

Cinderella Nights

Finally, I finish the audit. I’m exhausted but relieved. I step outside, and the sun is setting. Hiranai looks magical. The streets are lit up, and there’s this festival vibe in the air. I decide to check out the local market on Hiranai’s waterfront.

Japan’s latest trading card craze: shirtless fishermen